Today was a day with a slight mind adjustment.
A hint of intoxication really clouded my judgement.
I continued without a thought and did cause some ruckus
I've scarred a friend for life
and it gets harder to stomach.

Today was a scandal and now it's too late to go back.
I have done the wrong thing and I cannot believe in the lack
of judgement, in myself;
I don't think I can stand it.
A needle with ink against skin
cannot be fixed with a bandage.
It's the shame that will be the permanent damage.
And the longer he has it,
he will realize how he had once taken
that body for granted.

Escape,
one thing I love to do.
I am someone who
lives life through
journey
and adventure
is what I love best.
A change of scenery
to help me rest.
So I may be at a point where
I can't stand still.
But that's okay because,
I have no power of will.

We sit across a table and join hand in hand
You look at me and smile
I say "Baby, you're a lovely man".
The hard times were over.
Or where they ever really?
I sit across from the one who
I love and call my baby.
I stare into your eyes and see
what I've since then always seen
I try to ignore a stream
of what I wanted us to be.
I shake my head and try to ignore.
But sometimes, I know
because you tell me that I didn't score.
My life without you will be totally corrupt.
And at times like this I think
at least it might be better then stuck.
It's hard when I love you so much.
I'll kiss you now and wish us good luck.

Today I am dead and have no one to mourn me
Yet alive I know the world would not bore me.
If my father was with me I know he would scorn me.
And so, being alive has kind of torn me.
I could be in a court room...
and they would adjourn me.
But today I am dead, stupid, and lonely.

These days I walk by
I remain as kind as I
have ever intended or had in mind.
I do what is said to be right and aim for no less
but keep running through people
who are heartless and haven't felt stress.
I keep walking on through different people
and do my best to decide
who is best for my own interest
and who have bad traits to hide.
I depict my own path but can never see through it
and once it's too late
I wish to undo it, the friendship
that only burns on one side
and I always do my best and be kind
and although I continue to try and try
I let myself down more each and every time.

Every time I glide with the wrong Bonnie to my Clyde.

Disgraceful,
I'm against the course of what is right
and what's wrong.
I see day by day
as something to ride along.
I know a future should be present
and a goal can be set,
but when I'm back into school
My mind just resets.
Every day with no cause
all information retrieved
I suddenly lost.
All the inspiration within
does come with a cost.
Another waitressing job
In a town that's forgot.